tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57354855461478074722017-08-15T04:02:54.178-07:00The Tacti-Cozy StoriesMelonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-29384175648181444412016-12-23T11:41:00.000-08:002016-12-23T11:41:52.263-08:00Episode Ten: No PewAll at once, Sierra's world erupted into chaos. She saw a red light flicker on the paperwork in Detective Kincaid's hand as she heard Kahra barking aggressively. Jordan yelled something from the kitchen, but it was unintelligible over Kahra's barking and the crash as Deputy Jones bodyslammed the detective into her. A loud thump and screams came from near the doorway - Sierra peered out from underMelonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-2841769946266681102016-12-17T11:35:00.000-08:002016-12-17T11:35:35.378-08:00Episode Nine: "Sisters, Sisters"Sierra stepped into the hallway and motioned for Detective Kincaid, who stood at the end of the hall chatting quietly with Deputy Jones. Sierra could hear Luke moving around in his room and gave a little wave to Jordan, who was leaning in the doorway of Luke's room. Jordan raised an eyebrow at her, making her heart flutter. Looking past the detective, Sierra noticed Deputy Jones looking at her Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-30071841147107035252016-12-15T15:09:00.001-08:002016-12-17T10:21:52.668-08:00Episode Eight: Yea, Though I Walk ...As Sierra stood at the end of the Smiths' driveway trying to digest what she'd just learned from Sarah, her phone pinged with a message from Jordan. It read:
Smith called Luke - hemmed up in town for night. Wants kids to go home - CREEPY! I told Luke they can stay here. They'll need some stuff. Called Deputy Jones, he's coming out with some detective to document what kids take in case it comesMelonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-25083770651452937832016-12-11T17:59:00.000-08:002016-12-11T18:05:10.884-08:00Episode Seven: The Other SideDuring lunch, Luke and Hannah discussed some of their interests with the kids, Jordan, and Sierra. Sierra asked a few questions about the curriculum their mother had chosen for them and learned that the bulk of their program was self-led. Sierra found that Susie's homeschooling plans were very similar to what she did with her own family, and offered the Smith kids the opportunity to peruse the Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-39894915262962541372016-11-21T22:04:00.002-08:002016-11-21T22:19:12.676-08:00Episode Six: Stew On ThisAll of the children were seated around the table, enjoying bowls of venison stew and cornbread, when Jordan and Ruger arrived back at the house. Jordan washed up while Sierra moved to the kitchen to get Jordan's lunch out of the Crock-Pot. He leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek and whispered, "I saw Bob Smith heading out of the neighborhood in his PreeWuss on my way home. I assume those Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-57504058700636661722016-11-18T10:49:00.001-08:002016-11-18T10:49:50.777-08:00Episode Five: In Which We Meet BobA few hours later, things were winding down in the library. Sierra had supervised and helped out where necessary, but since all of the children were old enough to read and write fluently, she was more of a facilitator than a tutor these days. As everyone cleaned up their projects and put away their resources for the time being, Sierra made her way to the kitchen to start dishing up lunch. As she Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-76243844839965103112016-11-17T21:46:00.001-08:002016-11-18T09:42:01.204-08:00Episode Four: Envision A LibraryBy 0900, the family had finished breakfast, discussed the untimely demise of Mrs. Smith, completed their morning routines, and tackled their chores. Jordan had hopped on his rugged Trek Police Edition bike and ridden to the Liberty Heights community center, Ruger trotting at his side, to get his CrossFit WOD in and then lead a self-defense class for the neighborhood's senior citizens. Sierra sat Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-7833011778149419522016-11-06T10:52:00.003-08:002016-11-06T10:52:46.908-08:00Episode Three: The Children AwakenSierra glanced at her watch as her tea steeped. 0700 - time to make sure the children were up and about. As the thought crossed her mind, Sierra heard the door to one of the bathrooms close and the shower start up. Good - her sixteen year old twins, Cadence and Caisson, were up and starting their morning ablutions as scheduled. Sierra walked down the hall and stuck her head into the boys' room. Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-23520616219316379072016-10-31T10:49:00.002-07:002016-11-05T16:45:37.743-07:00Episode Two: In Which We Meet TeddyAs Sierra was jotting down supplies to purchase at the warehouse store, the doorbell rang. Jordan sprang into action, press-checking the pistol holstered at his side, then swiftly transitioning to checking the backup pistols tucked away in his shoulder rig and both ankle holsters. With a single look from Jordan, Ruger the attack-trained German Shepherd took his position at Jordan's side and Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735485546147807472.post-65802895115781408402016-10-29T08:21:00.001-07:002016-11-05T16:45:11.882-07:00Bibbidy Bobbidy BANG! Episode One: In Which We Meet Our HeroineAs
Sierra added the 3c water, 12c flour, and 8T vanilla to the mixing
bowl, Jordan burst through the door from the garage, where he had been
counting cases of .45ACP ammunition stored behind the false wall he'd
built with his grandfather, who told him 'The day will come, Bubba, when
you'll need this to care for your family like a real man.' Sierra
gasped as Jordan's bulgy muscles flexed - Melonie Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14997223431470903554noreply@blogger.com2